Sunday, March 27, 2011

Amy: I'm a Sleepwalker

Amy: I'm a Sleepwalker: "I saw a picture of you Hanging in an empty hallway I heard a voice that I knew And I couldn't walk away It took me back to the end Of everyt..."

I'm a Sleepwalker

I saw a picture of you
Hanging in an empty hallway
I heard a voice that I knew
And I couldn't walk away
It took me back to the end
Of everything
I tasted all
I tasted all the tears
again

Outside the rain's fallin' down
There's not a drop that hits me
Scream at the sky but no sound
Is leavin' my lips
It's like I can't even feel
After the way you touched me
I'm not asleep but I'm not awake
After the way you loved me

I can't turn this around
I keep running into walls that I can't break down
I said I just wander around
With my eyes wide shut because of you
I'm a sleepwalker walker walker
I'm a sleepwalker walker walker

Let me out of this dream

Everywhere that I go
I see another memory



And all the places we used to know
They're always there to haunt me
I walk around and I feel so lost and lonely
You're everything that I want
But you don't want me

I can't turn this around
I keep running into walls that I can't break down
I said I just wander around
With my eyes wide shut because of you
I'm a sleepwalker walker walker
I'm a sleepwalker walker walker

Let me out of this dream, dream
Let me out of this dream

Mood: been better 

Amy: No Chagrin

Amy: No Chagrin: "I take heed to feed the need of my shiny thing It welcome me with open arms, I run to it with speed Burning fire, awakens my desire for that..."

No Chagrin

I take heed to feed the need of my shiny thing
It welcome me with open arms, I run to it with speed
Burning fire, awakens my desire for that little line that I require
This urge of mine I can�t dismiss, this demon of mine I can�t resist
Taking it against my skin, a thin line leaves no chagrin
I want to hate him, instead I create lines, I want to move on but I wait inside
I need it to be more, go back to before; impossible; ill deal as my heart hits the floor
I tried to push this back inside but my shiny thing and I collide
My words to him, they go unheard, but his are stirred inside my brain
Take this to my skin, this unknown mistake, this something I can�t shake
Why can�t I fight this urge? Why do I cling so tight?
Why must I do this every night?
Why can�t I look at myself in disgust?
Why can�t I be inside his head, instead mine is attached by a single thread
So once again I slide this demon against my skin knowing inside I can never win





Mood: eh

Amy: The Dusty Box

Amy: The Dusty Box: "The wires of my brain are arranged so that I�m insane I feel you in my veins and when it rains the ache in my heart remains I can�t explain ..."